Clang! Clang!
The sound of weapons clashing could be heard continuously.
Lin Feng held the Nightmare Demon Spear and was practicing with Pei Hong.
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" Pei Hong's whip was extremely flexible, and its attack range covered every corner.
It was fast, accurate, and ruthless!
At first glance, Pei Hong had the complete upper hand.
The long whip in one hand danced in an airtight manner, and the whip intent was extremely sharp. On the other hand, Lin Feng's Nightmare Demon Spear was not as agile. It was constantly entangled with the long whip, but it lacked the 'soft' force. It was strong and fierce, but not flexible enough. For a moment, he was completely in a passive situation.
But …
Upon closer inspection, the two did not have the slightest killing intent, and even their fighting intent was extremely weak.
There were no fluctuations of energy at all.
Whether it was Pei Hong's fiery red energy or Lin Feng's Emperor Shun's energy, they did not use it. The two were clearly just having a friendly 'exchange of pointers'.
"Pa!" "Pa!" The long whip was like a nimble poisonous snake, bypassing the defense of the Nightmare Demon Spear and continuously whipping Lin Feng's naked upper body. The deep whip marks were dripping with blood, and it was a heart-wrenching sight. However, Lin Feng was like a wooden man, and did not feel anything. His wounds healed in the blink of an eye, causing Pei Hong to widen her eyes in shock.
"Bind!"
"The essence of the second spear is the word 'bind'!"
"The soft force is not inferior to the 'force', and the spear intent is profound."
Lin Feng's eyes constantly changed, and he felt the 'bind' force in Pei Hong's long whip. He had a faint feeling in his heart. The shape of the second wooden sculpture appeared in his mind, and he seemed to be able to feel the concept contained in the wooden sculpture. However, it was not 'compatible' with Ding Hong's moves.
What was missing …
Lin Feng's spear shadows crisscrossed, and he constantly imitated Ding Hong's spear.
Again, and again, and again, and again.
He kept practicing!
…
Six hours later.
"I'm so tired." Pei Hong walked out of the training hall, her body dripping with sweat.
"You're out, Big Sis," Pei Qing said with a smile. After changing back into women's clothing, she was as delicate as water, and her short hair made her look even more heroic.
"Eh, why don't I see Lin Da Ge?" Little Jade held her chin and asked curiously.
Pei Hong curled her lips and glanced behind her. She shook her head and said, "This pervert is still practicing. I whipped him hundreds of times and he acted like nothing happened. He's simply a monster." As she spoke, the six hours of battle from before appeared in her mind, and the corners of Pei Hong's mouth inexplicably curled up.
It was a great thrashing, and all his anger had been vented!
Lin Feng seemed to be deliberately letting her hit him. He did not resist at all.
His spear was slow and sluggish, and he was trying to compete with her whip in terms of flexibility. It was simply unreasonable, but …
"There seems to be some improvement?" Pei Hong pondered in her heart and shrugged her shoulders. She did not know anything about spear techniques.
"Lin Da Ge is so hardworking." Little Jade's eyes shone with admiration.
"What's the use of being hardworking." Pei Hong snorted. "My opponent for the first round is the Butcher from the Democratic Blade Sect. His combat ability is very strong. Last year, he was only a Stage 6 Galaxy level and almost made it into the top 100. This year … he's a Stage 7 Galaxy level. His strength has more than doubled!"
"But Lin Da Ge is also a Stage 7 Galaxy level," Little Jade said in surprise.
"Him?" Pei Hong had a look of disdain. "Hmph, he can't even beat me."
Seeing the two girls looking at her, Pei Hong's face turned red. She said anxiously, "I only lost that time because I was inexperienced. If we fight again, I definitely won't lose to him!" Seeing that the two girls were still smiling, Pei Hong instantly stomped her feet. "I'm not going to talk to you. Hmph, I'm going to take a shower."
After saying that, he ran away like a wisp of smoke.
In the most expensive seven-star suite in the Reflection Tower, there were all kinds of facilities.
This included an extremely spacious training hall, cultivation room, and so on. The most ordinary bathroom was needless to say.
"Senior Sister Qing, do you think Big Brother Lin Feng can win against that butcher?" Little Jade bit her lips and asked worriedly.
"I don't know either." Pei Qing shook her head. "I hope so."
…
…
Time passed slowly.
Lin Feng practiced alone in the training hall. The comprehension of Spear Intent was not something that could be completed in a short period of time.
Just like the first spear move back then, even though he had completely comprehended the spear form and Spear Intent, it still took him a total of three days. From perfectly copying Wang Feng's spear form and slowly deducing Spear Intent, the difficulty was much lower than now. One had to know that Ding Hong had only used one spear move back then, unlike Wang Feng who had used the entire Sun Dragon Spear Art.
The difficulty was more than ten times or even a hundred times!
Otherwise, why would he need Pei Hong's help?
The compatibility between Spear Intent and the spear form was extremely important.
Spear Intent required the spear form to perfectly display its power, and the spear form also required Spear Intent to lead it.
Just like the relationship between a general and a soldier on the battlefield, it was inseparable!
"Something's not right!
It doesn't feel right at all. "
Lin Feng had already stopped practicing and was sitting cross-legged on the ground. His brows were tightly knitted as he fell into deep thought.
Just by relying on Ding Hong's single spear move in his mind, it was too difficult to deduce the entire Spear Intent.
He could only feel a concept, but this concept had countless forks in it, and each path was different. Perhaps … they were all dead ends.
"Entangle."
"How do I entangle it?"
"Hmm … what a headache."
Lin Feng sighed softly as he fell into a difficult problem. It was as if he had obtained an incomplete secret manual, but it was missing an extremely important part.
Pei Hong's whip technique inexplicably appeared in his mind. It followed him like a shadow, like a strange poisonous snake that was everywhere. Excellent flexibility and toughness, it fully displayed the power of the word entanglement. Suddenly, Lin Feng's eyes lit up. He instantly stood up as if he was possessed. The Nightmare Devil Spear vibrated as it danced.
The 18 basic moves of the spear included entanglement, loop, flower dance, and other soft applications.
The spear and the whip were completely different existences. One was hard and firm, while the other was soft and soft. But somehow, there seemed to be something that connected the two together.
Lin Feng seemed to be possessed. The dancing of the spear had a strange feeling. He was completely immersed in it.
Using the Spear Intent to drive the Whip Technique?!
It was simply wishful thinking!
But …
Many things seemed impossible, but they were not really impossible.
There was a word in the world called "miracle."
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More and more martial artists entered Green Smoke City.
As the Elite Martial Competition was about to begin, the experts of the major sects and forces all arrived one by one.
All the restaurants and hotels were full of guests for the annual grand event. All the shops and exchanges were overflowing with profits. They had been waiting for this day all year!
However, the most bustling place was undoubtedly the Nine Dragon Arena.
In order to get a seat, many people had even entered a day earlier to wait for the competition to begin. At a glance, there were more than ten arenas at the bottom level. The audience seats were filled with people. Indeed, since they could not find a place to stay, they might as well come early.
It was quite lively!
At the top level of the Nine Dragons Arena, in a luxurious private room.
At this moment, a middle-aged man and a brown-clothed old man were looking down at the crowd through the brown tempered glass.
"I haven't been here for ten years, but it's still so lively." The brown-clothed old man smiled. Although he was old, his hair and beard were all black. His body was sturdy, and he did not look old.
"Martial Uncle came suddenly this time. Please forgive us for not treating you well." The middle-aged man said respectfully. He was in the prime of his life and had the body of a dragon and tiger. His eyes shone brightly, and he had a domineering aura. Behind him, many martial artists stood at the side as if they were his bodyguards. But every martial artist …
They were all Star Ocean level existences!
The middle-aged man's identity was extremely noble! He was one of the people in power in Green Smoke City, the head of the Lu Clan —
Lu Ning!
"Hehe." The brown-clothed old man laughed lightly. "You are too polite, Little Ning."
"This time, this old man originally wanted to bring my two useless disciples to travel around and see the world. Coincidentally, when we arrived in Green Smoke City, the 'Elite Martial Competition' was about to begin. My two disciples were itching to test their abilities, so … "The brown-clothed old man smiled slightly.
"These are two identity tokens. Martial Uncle, please accept them." Lu Ning respectfully handed over two thin metal cards.
"Very good." The brown-clothed old man nodded in satisfaction and accepted the identity tokens. "When the time comes, I will return you two identity tokens of the 'Yanling Royal Residence'."
The identity tokens of the Yanling Royal Residence could only be obtained by the champion and runner-up of the Elite Martial Competition.
The brown-clothed old man was very confident!
But …
He indeed had the qualifications!
Not for anything else, but for two words — Fierce Yan School!
It governed fifteen cities to the south of the Yanling Royal Residence, second only to the eighteen cities of the Yanling Royal Residence.
In the Yanling Royal Residence, the Fierce Yan School was one of the best in terms of reputation and strength. It was on par with the Yanling Royal Residence!
The brown-clothed old man had a great background. He was the Guardian of the Fierce Yan School, Sima Xi!
Lv Ning faintly smiled. "Martial Uncle is too polite. Little Ning has an unsolicited request. I wonder if Martial Uncle can help me with a small matter?" Seizing every opportunity to earn a favor, he would be a fool if he didn't use it. This old fox Lv Ning grasped this opportunity extremely well.
"Say it." The brown-clothed old man, Sima Xi, said indifferently.
"My son, Lu Bao, has been yearning to join the Fierce Yan School for a long time." Lu Ning said respectfully, "I wonder if Martial Uncle can put in a few good words in front of the Sect Leader and become an inner court disciple?"
Inner court disciples and outer court disciples, regardless of status or treatment, were vastly different.
They were the true elites and had to be completely loyal to the Fierce Yan School.
Lv Bao, on the other hand, obviously lacked the qualifications.
Sima Xi frowned slightly. After thinking for a while, he said in a low voice, "Try your best. I will let my disciple record a battle video and present it to the Sect Leader. I will put in a few good words for you. But if … little nephew's strength is not enough, then this old man can't help. "
"Thank you. Thank you, Martial Uncle!" Lu Ning was overjoyed.
"Then it's settled." Sima Xi waved his sleeves and turned to leave.
Soon, he disappeared without a trace.
Lu Ning's eyes were gleaming. He clenched his right fist tightly and shouted with deep joy, "Lu Zhen!"
"Your subordinate is here." Among the guards, a strong man with eagle eyes stepped out.
"Go and call my unfilial son here!" Lu Ning frowned.
"Yes, Patriarch." Lu Zhen accepted the order and left.
"It's rare that Martial Uncle is willing to help. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I can't miss it!" Lu Ning looked down at the dense crowd below with bright eyes.
It had always been his wish to let his son enter the Fierce Yan School and become an inner court disciple.
Which parent didn't want their son to be successful?!
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(Catching up on yesterday's fourth update ~ Xiaoxiao watched the finals this morning. Haha, today's outbreak will be paused for a day. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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